I'm back. Forgot how much I hate it here, and hate my life.
My brother decided to dump his old desk in here. It was my
old desk before it was his old desk, so I guess that's why.
But I did ask to swap for a reason. I guess I could make
it my workbench, have somewhere to put my sewing machine
and other things that would otherwise pile up on my computer
desk.

While I was living with my friends, I actually had a really
good time, until my flight got cancelled and I got bumped
to a different flight that got delayed by 3 hours. Forgot
my damn tablet in that city too, though my friend said ze'd
mail it to me.

I have got to start taking better care of this room. I'm
going to do that KonMari stuff again after I've gone through
my maintenance flowchart.

Also crabby because I had to drop a class I was really
looking forward to taking, but the textbook costs money and
the class meet time got pushed to the evening. I can't do
evening classes again, I refuse. My current schedule has
me finish before 3 PM for everything except a night lab
(it's astronomy...) and a supplementary thing that's in
the evening but I have to take this course to graduate and
it's only offered in the winter term. I can only hope it's
optional.

I wish they'd let us see the syllabi early.

Tried showing my mother a necklace I got while on the trip,
she immediately asked if it was some kind of idolatrous thing.
Okay, good to know that Facebook poisoning doesn't go away.
I think the only thing I can do regarding that is take control
of the household. Don't know how else to phrase it. But if I
take hold of cooking + cleaning now that I'm dropping my
evening classes then maybe I'll hate being in this place a bit
less. I'll have to do my own room first because it looks like
a mess. Part of it was from me packing, true, but what the fuck
has my brother been doing here? Why is there a dissassembled
desk and three big books in here?

Ok, went off to reorganize my clothes drawers and get rid of
some ill-fated sewing projects. Now back. Making myself a plan

Clothing: Newly reorganized. Shuffled everything in my drawers
around. Top left is now all underclothes, not just things that
touch bare skin but things I layer on top of those but can't
wear on their own, e.g. long johns, tight tops.
Top right is still socks. First big drawer is now accessories,
which have been warmly welcomed from the top of the drawer.
Top of the drawer is still quite cluttered. My little silver
dishes are still on that thing.
Second big drawer is still outdoor shirts, but not flannels.
Flannels are now in the bottom drawer, which used to hold
random fabrics and clothing in dire need of repair.
outdoor pants are still in third/penultimate drawer.

Books: Three new ones, gifts from my uncle I think? They look
very cool. My books are now straining the capacity of the
meager shelf I have assigned them. I need to figure out a way
to make one on my own, out of cheap or discarded materials.

Papers: Mostly pretty organized. I haven't accumulated too
many.

Miscellany: Ughhhh. Things keep piling up. At this rate I'll
need a second set of drawers, to be constructed same as the
non-existent bookshelf. Massive, massive TODOs all over the
place.

Sentimentals: Strewn around my closet floor, mostly. Some have
been incorporated as accessories. Gave a critical one to my
friend to keep safe, since it's a gift from the LGBTQ+ centre
I volunteered with for a long time. Forgot to bring the second
gift to zem as well. If either is discovered by my current
household, it would lead to a conversation I'd rather not have.